"So what you'll do is you'll become all buddy- buddy with her, but make it seem like you're
not interested in her in that way. Make it seem like you never thought about it. Get her to tell
you everything about her. Then after you get all close, tell her that your girlfriend broke up with
you, but don't ask her for a favor," Steven said as he stuffed a large spoonful of ice cream
in his mouth. "Let her offer," he mumbled as he chewed.
"Lisa broke up with you?" Andrew asked in surprise. "Oh man! I feel so bad for you! But
don't worry, once this whole thing is over, you'll have her back in no time," he consoled as he
patted his friend on the back.
"No smart one!" Steven yelled. "That's just what he's going to tell Nicole so she feels
bad for him! Duh!"
"Yeah," Jason agreed. "And appearently there's this journal she has that everyone wants to
get their hands on, but she won't let anyone read." he said as he took a sip of his vanilla
milkshake.
"Awesome!" Steven exclaimed.
~~~Back at the Newsroom~~~
"So you'll go to this girl and tell her about how your girlfirend broke up with you and
blah, blah , blah. You'll do what we talked about and then when the time is rite, you'll get the
journal! But you have to make her beleive that you've fallen in love with her or it won't work!"
Steven explained as he paced around the table.
Jason looked down as he thought about it. "Yeah, I think I can pull it off."
"Of course you can! You're performance this afternoon was totally believable. You had her
hooked from the moment you walked into her!" Andrew marveled at his friend's superb performance
in the hallway. "You had perfect timing! You'll definetly be able to do it! She won't know what
hit her!"
"Are you sure this is right?" Dan cut in. "You might really hurt her. Besides, you
really do have a girlfriend, remember? What if she finds out? You haven't even told her yet have
you?"
Before Jason could even open his mouth, Steven answered for him. "Yeah, well, we'll just
explain to her that it's not real. And besides, what do you know? You're a computer genious.
Shouldn't you be thinking about how to fix our printer or something?" Steven rudely suggested.
Dan didn't take him seriously, however. He knew that when Steven and Jason got involved in a
story, they turned into different people. They were like maniacs or rabid animals. He knew
that they didn't really mean it. He just shook his head and turned his attention back to his
computer.
"I also heard that she's first in line for the lead role of Satine in the
school production of Moulin Rouge. She loves acting," someone else offered.
"They are actually letting us do Moulin Rouge? Isn't that about hookers?" Dan asked.
"Well, it's more about Love really, but there are hookers in it... which is why they
revised script and made it, uh, clean. Satine will still be a corteasan, but they won't show
anything. And there will be this narrator explaining the under lying principles in certain parts
of the play, or at least that's what Mr. Johnson said," the girl answered.
"Does Satine still die?" Andrew wanted to know. "I hope not. That part was so sad. I cried
the whole last part," he said. Everyone stared at him. "What??? It wasn't my fault. My sister made
me watch it," he complained.
"I know how you feel," Jason agreed.
"Isn't Moulin Rouge a musical?" another person asked.
"Yeah," another answered.
"Great! You'll just have to get the part of Christian then," Steven decided as he turned
toward Jason. "And I can make that happen. I have an "in" with the director. Dust of your
dancing shoes Jason! You're---"
"WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! HOLD ON!" Jason interupted. "There is no way that I am getting up on
stage and DANCING in front of PEOPLE! NO WAY!"
"Oh come on Jay, you have a great voice! And besides, you look just like him," Andrew
atempted to convince him.
"No I don't," Jason disagreed.
"Yeah you do," everyone in the room answered in unison.
"NO I DON'T!" He yelled.
"Yeah you do," Steven said as he reached into his desk to pull out a poster from the
movie. He held it up to Jason's face and compared. There was no denying it, he did look like
a carbon copy of Ewan McGregor, just about 20 years younger.
"Same eyes, Same hair, same mole," Steven poked at Jason's face. Jason smacked it away and
stood up.
"Where? You're making that up!" he accused.
"OK, so maybe I am making that last part up. But you do look like exactly like him,"
Jason gave him a look. "Except for the mole."
"And besides, you said it yourself. A common interest is just another thing to ensure you'll
have her hooked the whole way through," Andrew reminded him.
"Yeah, but this is different. First of all, I'm not even going to ask WHY you had that
in your desk. Two-- I REFUSE!" Jason crossed his arms in rebellion as he sat back down.
Steven started to do the puppy dog pout.
"No! Don't do that! I hate when you do that! NO! NO! NO!" Jason resisted.
"Please," he whined. "Please!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!! For me, your best friend," his face
was almost to pitiful to refuse. Almost.
"NO! NO! I won't do it," Jason wasn't going to give in this time.
"Fine. But this means you're going to have to work extra hard to get close to her. Which
brings me to our next topic, kissing," Steven went on.
"What? I don't recall ever saying I'd kiss her!" Jason was appalled.
"YOU HAVE TO! How else did you think you were going to convince her that you were in love with
her?"
"Well... I... I dunno... I just----" Jason stuttered. He hadn't really thought about that
yet.
"You can't do that if you don't kiss her! DUH!" Steven yelled in frustration. Duh! It was
so obvious.
"But--I---,"
"It's either the Play or you kiss her," Steven offered. "You have a choice."
Jason thought about it. Five minutes later, he spoke.
"Fine, There's no way I'm doing the play, so you can just forget about it. I guess I'll--
I'll--- KISS her," he managed to spit out. "But I'm only doing it when necissary," he gave in.
"That's all I ask," Steven said as he kicked back with a satisfied smile on his face. "You
won't regret this."
"Yes I will," Jason sighed. He knew he would.
not interested in her in that way. Make it seem like you never thought about it. Get her to tell
you everything about her. Then after you get all close, tell her that your girlfriend broke up with
you, but don't ask her for a favor," Steven said as he stuffed a large spoonful of ice cream
in his mouth. "Let her offer," he mumbled as he chewed.
"Lisa broke up with you?" Andrew asked in surprise. "Oh man! I feel so bad for you! But
don't worry, once this whole thing is over, you'll have her back in no time," he consoled as he
patted his friend on the back.
"No smart one!" Steven yelled. "That's just what he's going to tell Nicole so she feels
bad for him! Duh!"
"Yeah," Jason agreed. "And appearently there's this journal she has that everyone wants to
get their hands on, but she won't let anyone read." he said as he took a sip of his vanilla
milkshake.
"Awesome!" Steven exclaimed.
~~~Back at the Newsroom~~~
"So you'll go to this girl and tell her about how your girlfirend broke up with you and
blah, blah , blah. You'll do what we talked about and then when the time is rite, you'll get the
journal! But you have to make her beleive that you've fallen in love with her or it won't work!"
Steven explained as he paced around the table.
Jason looked down as he thought about it. "Yeah, I think I can pull it off."
"Of course you can! You're performance this afternoon was totally believable. You had her
hooked from the moment you walked into her!" Andrew marveled at his friend's superb performance
in the hallway. "You had perfect timing! You'll definetly be able to do it! She won't know what
hit her!"
"Are you sure this is right?" Dan cut in. "You might really hurt her. Besides, you
really do have a girlfriend, remember? What if she finds out? You haven't even told her yet have
you?"
Before Jason could even open his mouth, Steven answered for him. "Yeah, well, we'll just
explain to her that it's not real. And besides, what do you know? You're a computer genious.
Shouldn't you be thinking about how to fix our printer or something?" Steven rudely suggested.
Dan didn't take him seriously, however. He knew that when Steven and Jason got involved in a
story, they turned into different people. They were like maniacs or rabid animals. He knew
that they didn't really mean it. He just shook his head and turned his attention back to his
computer.
"I also heard that she's first in line for the lead role of Satine in the
school production of Moulin Rouge. She loves acting," someone else offered.
"They are actually letting us do Moulin Rouge? Isn't that about hookers?" Dan asked.
"Well, it's more about Love really, but there are hookers in it... which is why they
revised script and made it, uh, clean. Satine will still be a corteasan, but they won't show
anything. And there will be this narrator explaining the under lying principles in certain parts
of the play, or at least that's what Mr. Johnson said," the girl answered.
"Does Satine still die?" Andrew wanted to know. "I hope not. That part was so sad. I cried
the whole last part," he said. Everyone stared at him. "What??? It wasn't my fault. My sister made
me watch it," he complained.
"I know how you feel," Jason agreed.
"Isn't Moulin Rouge a musical?" another person asked.
"Yeah," another answered.
"Great! You'll just have to get the part of Christian then," Steven decided as he turned
toward Jason. "And I can make that happen. I have an "in" with the director. Dust of your
dancing shoes Jason! You're---"
"WOAH! WOAH! WOAH! HOLD ON!" Jason interupted. "There is no way that I am getting up on
stage and DANCING in front of PEOPLE! NO WAY!"
"Oh come on Jay, you have a great voice! And besides, you look just like him," Andrew
atempted to convince him.
"No I don't," Jason disagreed.
"Yeah you do," everyone in the room answered in unison.
"NO I DON'T!" He yelled.
"Yeah you do," Steven said as he reached into his desk to pull out a poster from the
movie. He held it up to Jason's face and compared. There was no denying it, he did look like
a carbon copy of Ewan McGregor, just about 20 years younger.
"Same eyes, Same hair, same mole," Steven poked at Jason's face. Jason smacked it away and
stood up.
"Where? You're making that up!" he accused.
"OK, so maybe I am making that last part up. But you do look like exactly like him,"
Jason gave him a look. "Except for the mole."
"And besides, you said it yourself. A common interest is just another thing to ensure you'll
have her hooked the whole way through," Andrew reminded him.
"Yeah, but this is different. First of all, I'm not even going to ask WHY you had that
in your desk. Two-- I REFUSE!" Jason crossed his arms in rebellion as he sat back down.
Steven started to do the puppy dog pout.
"No! Don't do that! I hate when you do that! NO! NO! NO!" Jason resisted.
"Please," he whined. "Please!!! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!!! For me, your best friend," his face
was almost to pitiful to refuse. Almost.
"NO! NO! I won't do it," Jason wasn't going to give in this time.
"Fine. But this means you're going to have to work extra hard to get close to her. Which
brings me to our next topic, kissing," Steven went on.
"What? I don't recall ever saying I'd kiss her!" Jason was appalled.
"YOU HAVE TO! How else did you think you were going to convince her that you were in love with
her?"
"Well... I... I dunno... I just----" Jason stuttered. He hadn't really thought about that
yet.
"You can't do that if you don't kiss her! DUH!" Steven yelled in frustration. Duh! It was
so obvious.
"But--I---,"
"It's either the Play or you kiss her," Steven offered. "You have a choice."
Jason thought about it. Five minutes later, he spoke.
"Fine, There's no way I'm doing the play, so you can just forget about it. I guess I'll--
I'll--- KISS her," he managed to spit out. "But I'm only doing it when necissary," he gave in.
"That's all I ask," Steven said as he kicked back with a satisfied smile on his face. "You
won't regret this."
"Yes I will," Jason sighed. He knew he would.